In addition, there is an even more strange point, from the twelve o'clock mirror painting Allure already knows, in the tenth time that the goddess passed through the Nai He Bridge still did not look back at the delirium, and then, the delirium was thrown into reincarnation through the help of the Emperor Xudu. And after reincarnation, he became Cang Wunian, he no longer had the mana of Cang Delusion's earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and he no longer had his memory.

So what is the situation now? According to the painting, it is speculated that this scene is clearly a thousand years ago, it should be what she saw in the mirror at twelve o'clock just now, and Cang Delirium grabbed the goddess, and then couldn't help but say what happened after she left the Nai He Bridge with her.

Could it be that she was unfortunate enough to be taken from the mirror a thousand years ago, and then possessed the body of the goddess, becoming the person that she now loves and hates?

He said that he had waited for a thousand years in the Lethe River, and the goddess had not looked back at him. But wasn't it a thousand years ago? How did he know that he would wait for her for the tenth life in Lethe, and how did he know that she had not turned back?

Could it be ...... Because of the Twelve Hour Mirror, this man somehow had the memory of Cang Wunian, or was her brother Wunian also sucked in by the strange mirror, and then became the current Cang Nian?

Thinking that his guess is very likely to be the truth of the facts now, Hua Chengcheng's heart is miserable, what is this! Looking at Cang's expression, he can't wait to eat himself alive, if he is not careful, maybe he will be even more excessive than Ji Zi'an treated Ji Wuxin at the beginning.

Hua Chengcheng couldn't help but roar in his heart: I'm innocent, I'm innocent! Brother Wunian, you can't do this to me!

Seeing that the woman in her arms actually showed a slightly frightened expression, Cang Wunian felt as if her heart had been pierced by a thorn. He always felt that it was very rare for emotions to even appear in Feng Yan's cold eyes, let alone fear.

But at this time, she was actually afraid of him, why should she be afraid of him? Or was she weak for the things she had done behind her back, afraid that she would get to the bottom of it and then take revenge on her?

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Don't bother, this king doesn't plan to give you a chance to explain now, what you say from this mouth always makes this king feel uncomfortable, so you don't have to talk during this time, just stay here honestly." ”

With that, he took a big stride, walking down the blood-colored coral steps towards the depths of the sea.

This is the secret sea prison of the Shura clan, which only holds some prisoners with special status or high mana. Cang Wunian hadn't even thought about why he had brought Feng Annihilation here, but he just felt that he should give her a taste of desperate waiting, so he brought her here.

Most of the cells in the sea dungeon are very clean, and some of them are even furnished like the rooms in the palace of the Shura royal family, the only difference is that it is very damp and cold, although it looks bright, but as long as you stay for a few days, you will instinctively want to escape.

Cang Wunian walked to a stone gate with the painting in his arms, raised his hand and punched a mana into the stone gate, and the stone gate immediately made a rumbling sound and slowly opened inward.

When the scenery inside the door completely appeared in the eyes of the two, both of them couldn't help but be stunned.

Cang Wunian was stunned because he found that the room behind the door was arranged according to his previous dormitory, and Hua Chengcheng was stunned because she actually felt that the layout of this so-called "cell" was inexplicably familiar, as if she had been here before, and had even been detained for a while.

stunned, but Cang Wunian still resolutely walked in with the painting in his arms.

As soon as he entered the room, the stone door closed with a "bang", and the heart of the painting became tight, and he began to worry about whether he would be able to see the sun tomorrow morning.

Of course, she will definitely not see the sun, in the depths of this seabed, all the light is determined by the master of this sea prison, as long as Cang Wunian is willing, she will even remain in the dark, never see the sun.

"Brush" threw the woman on the only carved four-pillar bed in the house, but Cang Wunian did not deceive herself, but as if she threw a piece of clothing on the bed, she ignored the woman's panicked eyes, and turned around to look at the room leisurely.

Painting Allure stared vigilantly at the man's back, and after a while, he found that the other party didn't seem to want to do anything to him, and his heart gradually settled down and at the same time there were doubts.

According to her guess, the eyes of this Shura King Fang Cai were eager to torture her, she could feel that the mana in her body was completely suppressed, if he wanted to do something to himself, he would not be able to resist at all, but this man turned around and looked at this room now, could it be that there was something mysterious in this room?

While hesitating, Hua Chengcheng quietly sat up and poked his head out to see what the man was looking at, but when he saw the man wave his robe, the originally bright light in the room immediately became dim, only a night pearl in the corner emitted a little light, so that she could barely see the things in the room.

A faint fragrance penetrated into the nose of the painting, and her eyes were slightly condensed, and she saw a wisp of purple smoke emitting from an incense burner on the table not far away.

She had smelled this fragrance in the illusion of the Four Elephant Pillars, it was the fragrance of the false delusion in the illusion, and she remembered that the name of this incense was Ganan.

Now in this place that is involved in the Twelve Hour Mirror, Hua Allure naturally does not think that this delirium is fake, so it seems that delirium did favor this kind of incense in the past.

Strange to say, when she was in the Four Elephants Fantasy World, she didn't feel anything other than that she felt that the smell was very special and that it smelled very pleasant. But now that the scene has changed, and when she smells this smell again, she inexplicably feels familiar, and even has some nostalgia, which makes her can't help but want to throw herself into the arms of the man in front of her and sniff it fiercely.

The fragrance of Ganan mixed with the unique aura of this man's body must be quite fascinating......

Startled by his sudden thoughts, Hua Chengcheng quickly shook his head and secretly scolded himself for being shameless.

Regardless of whether this man remembers the whole of a thousand years later, at least he is delusional now, he loves the goddess, and has nothing to do with her painting Allure. What's more, which kind of affection will prevail between love and hate in his heart, that is something she can't know.

There was a soft sound of "bang", and the sight of the painting was suddenly blocked by a piece of purple gold.

It turned out that Cang Wunian had already finished observing this room, and some familiar memories had returned. Then he felt a burning gaze behind him watching him, and he couldn't help but laugh even more in his heart.

This woman, who always felt that she could take everything into her own hands, must have thought that she would have today, and the more desperate she wanted to explain something to herself, the more he didn't want to listen.

But being stared at by her made him feel very uncomfortable, so he simply put down the bed, so that she couldn't see anything, and let her think about it.

She was only unable to make a sound when he cast a spell, but she was not restricted from moving, but she would never be stupid enough to try to escape, because she knew that she couldn't run out of her delusional palm.

In line with the principle that what comes is safe, Hua Chengcheng shook his head helplessly, did not reach out to open the bed, but sat quietly at the head of the bed.

After a while, there was the sound of rushing water outside the bed. The painting Allure was stunned for a moment, and then blushed like a ripe apple - this man, he, he was actually bathing?!

Cang Wunian was indeed bathing, on the one hand, he had some thoughts about deliberately making the woman in the house uneasy, and on the other hand, he was indeed a little tired and wanted to be quiet.

Although it was not a long time since he was brought back to the past by the Twelve Hour Mirror, it was during this seemingly short period of time that he had spent ten lives with his beloved woman.

In these ten lives, he had to pay attention to everything about her from the perspective of an outsider, and then let all this stab him in the heart again and again.

The memory revived little by little in the suffocating heartache, and the more things he remembered, the deeper the sense of powerlessness became. He is not simply delusional or thoughtless now, he has gone through a reincarnation, and finally changed something.

He's going to be tired, he's really going to be tired, and he's tired from the bottom of his heart and can't find a way to express himself. He suddenly understood and sympathized with Ji Zi'an at the beginning, regardless of whether Feng Yan told a white lie like Li Ji, the pain had been really caused, and the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made people lose their minds and didn't want to listen to any reason.

Quietly closed his eyes and leaned his head on the edge of the bathtub, Cang Wunian sorted out his thoughts little by little, and now he remembered many things, but he still didn't remember what Feng Yan's identity was.

He only remembered that her mana was very high, but she had something more fearful, respectful, or coveted than her mana, but what was that?

His head began to ache a little again, and a picture that Leng Buding had once remembered jumped into his mind, that is, this woman was wearing a gorgeous and strange wedding dress intertwined with black and red, standing next to another tall and handsome man who was also wearing a wedding dress.

The picture became clearer and clearer, and when he saw the face of the man who was going to marry her, he opened his eyes violently, and red bloodshot suddenly filled the whites of his eyes.

Cang Wunian snorted coldly and stood up from the bathtub, stretched out his hand and put on a light purple and gold nightgown, and slowly walked towards the carved bed with the curtain down.